A/N: I have a problem. Too many stories inspire me. But of course, abvamp and her amazing slash/fantasy stories have come to inspire the living shit outta me. Especially her WereVerse one. So, abvamp, this is for you!

Disclaimer: The plot isn't even mine in reality, so BACK OFF!
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There is a race of creatures living among us. It's hard tell them from us, unless you meet their form. When two of these magnificent creatures are mauled, CSI's from Forest Patrol are working the case.

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"Two of 'em Horatio. It's sad actually. A female and her mate. This is the third killing this month. What's going on?" Frank Tripp asked Lt. Caine as they surveyed the scene. Two cats, one, a leopard, and the other a cheetah, were lying in the meadow, paws limp and their fur bloodied.

"I don't know Tripp. I really want to know who'd do this?" Horatio asked to no one in particular. He was trying to take it all in. He'd been raised by his family and surrounded by this specific clan. Horatio'd known Old Leader since he had been a child.

"I'd think The Huntresses, Leiutenant." Nick Stokes walked up to him.

"Nick. Thank you for coming. Is the rest of the clan coming too?" Horatio asked.

"Some of our adolescents, yes. You have yet to meet them. They're from other clans across the US. Two of them are in front of you." Nick said, gesturing to the bodies. "The leopard was Warrick Brown. The cheetah was a banish from The Huntresses. Her name was Aiden Burn." His eyes wandered to the bodies, the brown orbs filling with tears.

Horatio understood the sadness. Warrick was a well known nomad and fighter. "I'm very sorry for your loss Nick, but you must understand, our coroner needs to take them to the facility." Horatio said.

"I do. Can you let Warrick's mate bid him farewell though?" Nick asked.

"Of course." Horatio bowed his head. He heard a pounding of paws through the trees and jerked his head up. "They're coming." He alerted his team. Mac Taylor walked over to the car where Greg Sanders and Tim McGee had had their heads turned to until the stampede was heard.

"They're coming? Here? Why?" Adam Ross asked, cowering into the back of the car.

Horatio walked over with Nick. "They need to say goodbye to a friend."

When the cats came to a halt, they were edged throughout the meadow. Nick stepped forward, transforming into a sleek lion. His mane showed he was not the leader of the pride, it wasn't fully grown. A smaller, gray lynx, stepped forward and the lion bowed his head. This lynx was the definite leader. And something inside Horatio told him that this was the mate of the jaguar, Warrick. A booming roar signaled all the cats to come forward. Their sizes ranged from small to huge and their ages ranged from cubs to beyond maturity.

"I thought he said, 'some adolescents' Horatio, not the whole clan!" Mac whispered in awe.

There was a mated pair at each end, one with a cub. One pair was an ocelot and a marbled cat with a tiny cub. All three were standing vigil for their friends. At the other end, was a black lion, a thin mane growing, showing he was the delta lion, after the beta who presumably Nick. With the black lion was a visibly pregnant Anatolian leopard.

A roar pulled Horatio from his thoughts as Nick presumably told the cats to shift back, to meet their guests. There were age ranges from 15 to 55 and races that were mixed in all directions. Eric Delko came around the SUV with a map, muttering something about being lost. His eyes shot up as he did a double take seeing the transforming cats. The lynx was the oldest of them and was now bending over his mate, sobbing quietly.

"We all lost friends today. And we have over the past few months as well. The Huntresses are escalating and if we aren't careful, one of our cubs could be next. Or one of us. Take this in stride, but don't forget it. We need to work now to protect our clan, more than ever before." Nick's speech finished and he walked over to Horatio, who had his eyes on a particular person.

"Tim is single you know." Nick whispered as the cats dispursed again.

Horatio blushed andglanced in Nick's direction before turning his gaze back to the clan. A blonde woman and blonde teenager walked over to Horatio.

"Wait a minute. Julia?" Horatio asked.

"Yes Horatio, it's me again. And Kyle." Julia said, her hand sweeping to her son.

"Hey Dad."

"It's great to see you both. Nick, I was hoping you could show us the compound." Horatio said, basically blowing off his ex-girlfriend.

"Of course, though I have to ask, as friends, or as cops?" Nick eyed the crew carefully. They all seemed in awe and amazed at the small clan.

"As friends, of course." Horatio nodded to his team, who set down their gear and walked to Nick.

"Okay, come along. I'll show you the compound, and a couple of surprises along the way." He said, winking at Greg.
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A/N: Um, that didn't exactly go as planned, but I'm praying I can make it better. If not, it's getting scrapped. So, please review, and please please PLEASE send me some ideas! It is slash and hetero pairings of: Horatio/Speed, Mac/Danny, Don/Angell, Nick/Greg, Adam/Sheldon, McGee/Tony and Ryan/Eric. I think that's it. Okay, GO REVIEW!! Please?

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